A cold light flashed in Zhao Mo's eyes, and Elder Lin flew out from the front of the inner disciple. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Then he landed in front of Lin Feng and began to check Lin Feng's injuries.

Zhao Mo looked at this scene coldly.

After a while, Elder Lin slowly stood up.

looked at Zhao Mo with a cold face.

Zhao Mo only felt a powerful pressure coming towards him, and then this Elder Lin slowly spoke: "How can he say that he is also an inner disciple, you are a small outer disciple, you can't help but shoot too hard!"

Although Zhao Mo saw that Elder Lin's comer was not good, he was neither humble nor arrogant: "Oh, what Elder Lin means is that since Lin Feng wants to kill me, should I just not fight back and let him kill me?"

"Strong words, you obviously have a chance to let Zhao Feng go, but you didn't, and beat him like this, and now you go to him, don't you just want to kill him! Facing a disciple who is already unconscious, how can you have this idea?"

"Uncle Shi, I have already asked the sect master, if I can kill someone, the sect master's answer is yes, it doesn't seem to say that Lin Feng can't kill him now that he is in a coma!"

Zhao Mo looked at Elder Lin and said slowly.

"You ......"

Elder Lin never thought that he had made a move, and this Zhao Mo still dared to defend himself, and he didn't take him to heart.

"When Uncle Shi is talking, you are allowed to interject?"

"Uncle Shi, we're talking about things!"

Zhao Mo looked at Elder Lin calmly.

"The fact now is that in the process of your competition, you killed a senior brother who had no power to fight back, and you didn't take the rules of the sect to heart at all, even if your master came, I can say that!"

"Oh, Uncle Lin, I don't know if if if I was injured by Lin Feng, would Uncle Lin come out to say a word for my nephew?

"In that case, what qualifications do you have to say that I can't kill Senior Brother?"

Zhao Mo said with a low sigh, his feet began to tremble, and he seemed to be trying his best to hold on, but in fact, Zhao Mo didn't care about this level of coercion after the Heavenly Dome became greater.

At this time, it's all pretended.

But in the eyes of many disciples, it seems that the little one has lost, the old one has come out to seek justice, and the old one is oppressing Zhao Mo with his strength.

Originally, the outer disciples were on Zhao Mo's side, and now naturally they will not change, Zhao Mo is not an inner disciple now, as an outer disciple, he won the battle, but he was oppressed by Elder Lin, after all, Zhao Mo seemed to be in a weak position at the beginning, but who would stand up for Zhao Mo.

Now Zhao Mo's master Chen Bo has chosen to close the pass, and the sect master will not stand out for a disciple, and the rest of the elders will also not offend Elder Lin for irrelevant people.

All the outer disciples couldn't help but talk about it at this time, and accused Elder Lin of being unfair.

"Bold!"

Elder Lin shouted!

He didn't expect that just Zhao Mo would cause such a reaction from other disciples.

But he won't let Zhao Mo go because of this.

As Elder Lin's loud shout fell, Pu Fan's big palm slapped down directly.

Seeing this, Zhao Mo rolled and dodged a lazy donkey.

"Okay, you can escape with my coercion, but with the next move, you can't escape.

A cold light flashed in Elder Lin's eyes.

Zhao Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and after rolling out of a distance of five zhang, he slowly stood up.

With a dig in his arms, a small flag appeared in his hand, and as soon as this flag came out, all the outer disciples gasped.

Even the inner disciples were envious.

"Water Dragon Flag!"

"It turned out to be Elder Chen's pseudo-treasure artifact, the Water Dragon Banner!"

"Elder Chen Bo actually gave this treasure to Zhao Mo, it seems that he really likes this Zhao Mo very much, otherwise he would not have given this banner flag!"

The outer disciples were talking a lot, but the words were already full of anticipation for Zhao Mo's battle with the elders.

The Water Dragon Banner is a pseudo-treasure weapon, and the warrior who has this pseudo-treasure weapon is enough to fight with a higher-order martial artist, and now I don't know who loses and who wins in this battle.

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect Uncle Chen to give you all the fame weapons, I want to see how powerful you can use the Water Dragon Banner!"

Elder Lin's words were tinged with disdain.

At this time, the water dragon banner rose in Zhao Mo's hands and turned into a large flag, and there was a white dragon on the banner vividly, as if it wanted to take off into the air and control the thunder and rain of the nine days.

Zhao Mo raised his hand and waved, and suddenly the cold wind whistled, and the mist surged.

All the outer disciples watched as a little mist surged in the air, filling this void.

And all the mist condensed in front of Zhao Mo.

At this time, Elder Lin saw a cold light flashing in his eyes, and as soon as his feet moved, he went directly towards Zhao Mo, his battle at this time was not comparable to those disciples, at this time, seeing that Zhao Mo was condensing the water dragon, he immediately made a move, not giving Zhao Mo a chance to condense a complete water dragon.

Zhao Mo's eyes flashed with golden light, Elder Lin was strong, and he didn't mean to underestimate him at all, since he made a move, he didn't have the slightest hand.

Elder Lin was perhaps the strongest person he had ever encountered since he was reborn.

Moreover, Elder Lin was not careless, or underestimated Zhao Mo.

"Boy, don't you know that it takes a while to cast the Water Dragon Banner, do you think I'll give you time to cast it?

Elder Lin said, raised a finger and pointed at Zhao Moqian's heart.

"Elder Lin, do you think I didn't take this into account?"

Zhao Mo looked at the condensed mist around him, raised his left hand and smashed it out, heading towards Elder Lin's fingers.

With a bang, Yuan Li turned into a storm and rolled backwards in all directions.

Zhao Mo opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and stepped back a few steps, at the same time, a dragon groan slowly came out, and then a water dragon that was more than ten zhang long like silver poured slowly condensed out.

The tentacles of this water dragon are clearly visible, and each scale is the size of a basin, and its sharp claws are flashing with cold light.

And this water dragon condensed above Zhao Mo's head, looking down at Elder Lin.

This scene was shocking, and how many outer disciples could come into contact with this level of battle.

Elder Lin had already seen the water dragon, and at this time, when the water dragon appeared, he didn't care, but looked at Zhao Mo with a shocked expression, Zhao Mo's punch just now actually blocked the power of his fingers, which was almost impossible!

Although his cultivation was only the pinnacle of the middle stage of the Transformation Yuan, it was almost an instant kill for any Ning Yuan martial artist.

And this Zhao Mo actually blocked his finger with a punch!

This son can't stay!